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Chapter 85 Mustache Flying Curls and Strange Peak Stands Vertically(2/2)

In this way, the two evil spirits were forced to do business, pushing the ice floe forward, and the speed was not slow.

In a rare moment of free time, Xu Shu actually discussed with everyone the possibility of evil spirits becoming exercise machines.

Qin Bing said, there is no perpetual motion machine, it is just the transformation between different energy forms.

The evil spirit can be used wherever it is useful. It has various shapes and is afraid of fire but not water. It is suitable for pushing ice.

Not long after, the ice floes passed the intersection, and everyone stretched their heads to look there.

But I saw that the sea water there was in a layered state, with the color at the top being clear and gradually turning red as you go down.

If you look closely, you will see a huge spiral of gas rising and sinking under the sea surface, and it feels like it may explode at any time.

Phew, in the pale sky, a majestic eagle soared past.???

"The Sky-Tearing Eagle must have been raised by humans. There are no such eagles on the sea."

Shao Run said in shock.

Yan Zi's face turned pale.

"What's wrong?"

Qin Bing asked in a low voice.

"The people from Xing Zhou Hui are here."

Yan Zi whispered.

Not long after, an armored ship with a displacement of approximately 1,600 to 700 tons approached quickly from behind.

In front of a group of explorers who relied on ice floes for navigation, he looked extremely domineering.

The armored ship was approaching rapidly. Xu Shu's eyesight was very good and he could already see the scene on the armored ship.

A young man with a weak crown, tall and tall, dressed in white clothes.

Since the establishment of the constitution, male citizens of the Zhou Dynasty have cut off their long hair and replaced it with short hair.

But the young man in white still has thick black hair and a purple gold crown, which makes him look even more extraordinary and has an excellent temperament.

Xu Shu took a look and got annoyed.

He doesn't like people who are handsome, who can pretend, or who have both qualities.

What's more, the guy in front of me has both.

Next, a scene that made Xu Shu even more unhappy happened.

The young man in white took out a jade flute and held it across his lips.

Not long after, the sob and melancholy sound of the flute came.

Qin Bing frowned, "This is the tune of the palace's ritual music for worshiping heaven. How could this man do it? Who is he?"

"Zhong Zhen, the direct grandson of Prince Feili."
Chapter completed!
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